Black Butterfly || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

29 - Jealousy

This one is a bit shorter and there's a purpose for that. I have multiple updates planned for today so I'm trying to divide my time accordingly 💕 but as you know, I'll update this again soon enough!

Also, that unwanted crush I have on my boss that I told many of you about came at the BEST time lol it really helped with this chapter.
Life is so funny, I swear.

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"Nothing sharpens sight like envy."

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Jealousy is such an ugly emotion, it drives the purest of hearts to insanity and sometimes we do things we wouldn't normally do out of unnecessary spite.

Take me for example, dancing against a sweaty stranger with his obvious and grotesque boner poking me is definitely not my forte. But I like to fight jealousy with jealousy by making the other feel worse than I. I know it's a horrible tactic which only adds fuel to the fire, but in this moment — I didn't care.

So that is what I was trying to do since I knew this would drive him mad. And judging by his vexed scowl and heavy intimidating steps, I succeeded. But we all react differently to jealousy — as I said, I like to throw gasoline on the fire to create an even bigger fire, now I wonder what it is that he's going to do.

Will he do the same, or will he put it out?

I raised my arms and put them behind me to caress the man's neck as I swayed side to side, his hands trailing down my hips and stopping at my thighs, "You're gorgeous Princessa," He mumbled in a Spanish accent close to my ear. Despite being a bit sweaty, he didn't smell bad, in fact he smelt good - like a fresh new bottle of cologne. And not the cheap kind either.

I smiled as Anakin made his way through the crowd towards me. Ahsoka was dancing with her own stranger as she watched her brother approach with intrigue, before she drifted her eyes up to Piett who was squeezing the railing on the second floor in anger as he watched her dance with another man. Which I know she's only doing for a reaction, she claims to love his jealous side for reasons I'd rather not repeat — they're a bit risqué.

"I know I am," I mumbled after placing my attention back on my dance partner. That's how I got to marry the most handsome cop in my department after-all, and now here I was being sought after by a notorious criminal who also happens to be the most handsome man to exist.

There I said it, Anakin is more attractive than my own husband and maybe that's just the alcohol talking—I don't know—but right now, looking at him walk towards me with the lights highlighting his features made him resemble the beauty of an angel.

"A girl with confidence, I like it," The man squeezed my hips just as Anakin pushed through his last person to reach us. I pretended he wasn't there and focused on the music and the beat that was sending vibrations through my body. Until I felt myself being pulled away from the man's grasp, "Hey, I'm dancing with the lady." He complained when my back was no longer against him, and instead, my front was now leaning into Anakin's - our eyes meeting and locking in an intense and stomach fluttering stare down.

"Not anymore, she's dancing with me. Now walk away before I kick you out of my club," He said calmly, taking me by surprise.